Last week was crazy busy! Recently, courtesy of my new partner/coach keeping me reigned in, I logged more miles than I had since before my marathon. The running has been going amazingly well. I still have those nagging issues that move around from body part to body part. Having said that, I am running free of any major issues!
Last week in blogging was busy as well, with losing my tat virginity being my main focus on posting at the first of the week. Then, I had the pleasure of posting my first blog “series” (aka bad running advice) co-written with my friend at Running Lonely. I had SO MUCH FUN working on this with him!! Hopefully, another opportunity will pop up in the future.
Back to running. First, my partner and I were scheduled for some intervals early last Tuesday morning. Only he overslept. So on Tuesday, I did not run. We shifted our schedule so that we would run on Wednesday morning. Guess what? He overslept AGAIN!!! This time, I decided to go without him. I already knew what paces we were trying to hit and how long the intervals would be, so I set out to do it all on my own. The miracle is that I executed them exactly as planned! This was a huge victory for me, because, well….we all know I have severe pacing issues (or self-discipline issues, as some like to point out).
Thursday we basically repeated the interval workout, then took Friday off. Saturday was an easy run. I BEGGED for 1 hour, since he forces me to run these easy runs by time and not distance and he AGREED! And another great run was in the books.
Easter Sunday was our long run – we were planning an 8 miles. I was having trouble coming up with an 8 mile route and asked, jokingly, if we could run to my hill and back since that would be exactly 8 miles. At this point, I’m sure he was possessed by someone else (maybe Crazy Jen?) because he agreed! I have rarely been so excited about something in my life. Once we got onto the highway, it was a straight shot to the hill. It is about 1.5 miles from the point that we turn onto the road leaving town. Of course, all that can be seen ahead is that lovely hill, taunting you. At my first glance, I was so excited that I nearly started jumping up and down. If I had been by myself I would have been running a pace ridiculously fast for me. My partner doesn’t share my love of hills and is self-disciplined where pace is concerned, and even he was barely able to hold me back. I was fully prepared to have my rear kicked by that hill. After all, that hill is no joke and I hadn’t run it since November 17, around the time my ITB injury reared its ugly head. I. KILLED. IT!!! Talk about a feeling of euphoria! I have been so dedicated to my strength work and cross training and it CLEARLY paid off! I even joked to my partner that I would NEVER complain about lunges again! LOL
We ran easy on Tuesday morning, then Wednesday afternoon we headed for the hill again for hill repeats. OH. MY. GOSH. It was nothing short of amazing. I killed that workout as well. However, I did have some residual calf issues and general hip tightness, but overall my body handled the stress of the workout really well.
I had to run the long run alone on Friday, and was a tad bit nervous about holding myself back to the proper pace. Remember, I ran ALL my long runs at race pace during marathon training. However, when I am determined I can generally execute things correctly and I did just that! My pace should have been between 11:45-12:10 for this run, and here is how it all shook out:
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!?! OK, I know mile 9 was a little faster, but I always get excited toward the end. The run felt pretty good aside from always having to slow myself down, but I couldn’t be more proud that I did it! Of course, I was all smiles when I was finished!
I immediately stretched, slipped my pants on over my compression shorts and headed over to the softball fields for Alli’s first game. She has not attended one practice. NOT ONE. We made the commitment to the volleyball team, on a team level and financially, so that has precedence over anything rec league! I was SO afraid that she was going to suck it up. LOL! But first play of the game, she threw from 3rd to 1st to get an out and ended the game 2-2 on hitting. Yay for not sucking!!
I’m going to leave you with something seen at Wal-Mart. My friend Carmen and I ran over last week to get some things for our lunch and neither of us could believe our eyes.
Happy Monday, all!